Wet Cement

I am a bag of wet cement. I'm having a very tiresome day. Body is feeling so very heavy to move around. My soul is wet and worn.

I've been laying down. This is the best thing for me to do when I am like this. I really wish I could of gotten spencer to his medical appointment, but there was no way. I did get my dad to his car this morning. But that is going to be the bulk of my day.

I need to get myself something in my stomach and then I am laying back down again. It's just the right thing to do. I am no good to anybody when I feel like this. But that I know and knowing that is a good thing.